Sadie tries to ignore her dream and focus on working out

Looking at my watch again I see that my alarm was going to go off in a few minutes anyway. Turning it off, I open my closet and look over my clothes. I can’t help but look specifically for any ripped jeans or t-shirts. While there are several t-shirts with frilly edges, there aren’t any band shirts, let alone one from the Blackpink tour.

With a sigh, I pull out a clean white thong, my neon pink yoga pants and sports bra, and get dressed. Moving out into the hall I hear Sarah already in the kitchen, so I pop into her room and put on some makeup, remembering that she wants me to flirt with Marley. Not knowing how restrained or forward my makeup should be I pull up my phone and look at TokTick for some help. I find myself oddly drawn into the hashtag #gymglam and see woman after woman going all out on her makeup. Figuring Marley will probably only have me doing stretches again, I decide on a full face of makeup. It’s not as overt as the ‘night’ look I learned but it’s more than an ‘everyday’ look. With my lips and blush matching my neon pink outfit, I decide to leave my hair out and simply brush it through.

Ready for the morning, I move into the kitchen and greet Sarah as she hands me a cup of coffee. Smiling she just chides me “Dressing up for your trainer already? And here I thought you’d play it a little more shy. I’m sure he’ll approve!”

I wave off her comment and try to ask about my dream. “Sarah, I had a really weird dream last night. It wasn’t like the nightmare the other night, it was just… strange. I was back in my apartment, but I was this…” I indicate my feminine body “…pink hair and all. But I dressed like I would back then in jeans and a band t-shirt… oddly a Blackpink shirt. When I got to class it was chemistry and you were there. We were just friends though. Even Louis was there, visiting us during a break. I think…” I can’t help but reach up and touch my lips, still remembering how it felt when I kissed him “…I think he was my boyfriend in the dream.”

Sarah waves off my concern as she cleans up the table. “I wouldn’t worry too much about it. It’s natural with the huge changes you’re going through that your mind would try to work it out in your dreams. I bet you’ve had similar dreams before… going to class, talking to friends, hitting on a girl… this is just your mind doing that with you as a girl this time.”

I consider what she says. It makes sense as nothing in the dream felt wrong. It was just a normal day in that particular dream world. My thoughts are interrupted with a loud knock on the door. As I get up to greet my trainer Sarah rushes past me. “Hey, why don’t you set up your gym space while I talk with Marley.”

Remembering that Sarah wanted to go over my ‘flirting’ with him before we started, I nod and go into the living room. Sarah greets Marley at the door, and practically drags him into the kitchen while I start pushing the table out of the way and laying out my yoga mat. Once my area is set up, I kneel down on the mat, hold my phone high above my head and smile up at it for a selfie. I then post it to my social media accounts with the caption “Let’s get physical!”

A few minutes later Marley comes in and smiles at me. “Good morning, Sadie. I agreed with your friend’s rules and understand you’re going to be working on your flirting, specifically by flirting with me. I told her that one of my rules for you was calling me Sir, and she didn’t seem to think that would be a problem. I see that you’ve already prettied yourself up this morning and I do appreciate it. Just know that the training comes first and sometimes we’ll need to reign in your hair. Today though, it should be fine. Do you have any questions before we begin?”

Already uncomfortable with Marley’s huge room filling presence, but wanting this all to work, I put a smile on my face and say with what I hope is happiness in my voice “No Sir, I’m ready!”

Marley has me start off with the same stretches as last time. Initially he lets me do all the work, but once he sees how far I can stretch on my own we repeat them with his helping hands on my body again. I make sure to breathe through each stretch and like last time feel my back well and truly relaxed and more mobile. While he’s pressed against my rear again, I consider actually wiggling against him, but that’s far beyond flirting in my mind and I’m in no way ready to give him that kind of signal.

When we’re done with those stretches, Marley moves on to a new one. “Okay, this one will stretch your back a bit, but I like it as it really does a number on your hamstrings and your calves. Stand up tall with your feet together and your arms at your sides.”

I take the pose Marley requests as he steps up behind me. “Now lean forward like you were going to touch your toes but keep bending forward until your hands can reach behind your legs and grab the backs of your ankles. At the same time, the goal is to have your face between your legs. As always, breath through it and I’ll be here to help.”

With a slow breath out, I start bending forward. My back already feels flexible and at first I think I’m going to get the pose on the first try as my hands reach behind my legs. The position disturbingly reminds me of when I was undressing for Sarah, and I fight the urge to stand up straight and let my hair fly over my head. Just over halfway down, however, I can feel the stretch. As Marley said, it’s not just my back putting up resistance but the entire backside of my legs. As I continue breathing and pushing forward Marley steps up behind me. I feel his hands land on the small of my back and start running ‘down’ my back toward my shoulders. When he gets toward my shoulder blades, he steps closer, the front of his thighs pressing into the back of mine. I momentarily let out a sigh of relief, thanking anybody who would listen that he’s so much taller than me, as otherwise his groin would again find itself up against my rear. But then he starts bending over me, pushing me further over as his groin finds its way to my rear.

“Getting the full stretch out of this will take work. I find instead of simply pushing and pushing forward, it’s easier to pulse. Press, press, press. Press, press, press.” With each ‘press’ Marly pushes on my back while remaining bent over me. The action not only pushes me forward a bit, but also pushes my rear back against him. I can tell he feels it as I feel him grow against me.

Marley eventually has me stand up straight, then start the stretch over. I don’t get any further down, but we still practice it four more times. “Press, press, press. Press, press, press.”

When we’re finally done with that position, I know I’m blushing. Both form having the blood rush to my face but more so from having him dry hump me from behind. I have to give Marley credit though as he doesn’t seem to even acknowledge the overt sexual like pose as he simply and professionally moves on to the next position.

“This position will be for your arms, your shoulders, and your neck. Start by kneeling down, rump on your heels. Put your hands in your lap. What you’re going to do is slowly and deliberately move your arms upward until you can have your palms together and your arms straight. In that pose, you’ll stretch your neck and your arms up while you stretch your shoulders up and down. It will feel kind of like you’re shrugging. Go ahead and try.”

Moving down to kneel I place my hands in my lap and start to move my arms up above my head. Just like my back before, I feel like there’s a lot of resistance that I’m going to have to push past. When my arms are almost straight and my palms barely touch, I straighten my neck and shrug my shoulders. Marley then moves and stands close in front of me. Very close. With his feet on either side of my knees he grasps my wrists in one of his hands. His hand is easily big enough to wrap around both of my wrists. His other hand gathers up my hair into a rough ponytail on the top of my head. Using both grips he pulls my arms and my head upward, leaving me to look directly at his growing bulge, inches form my face.

“Just like the last position, this is best if we push and push more. Push, push, push. Push, push, push.” And on each ‘push’ he pulls my arms and head upward. I try to keep my breathing steady, going in and out, and look at anything other than his crotch. But between him standing so close and him holding my hair so tightly, I can’t even turn away. It’s then as we ‘Push, push, push’ that I remember why this feels familiar. Again, I’m reminded of being with Sarah that night, kneeling before her while she held my hands up and pulled my face into her pussy.

Marley lets me relax but doesn’t let go. “Good Sadie. This position can be practiced alone, but you generally will need a hand to really increase your range of motion, so we’ll work on this one quite a bit each day. So again…” he pulls my arms and hair up again “… Push, push, push. Push, push, push.”

I end up kneeling in front of this adonis while he holds me in a position that reminds me of a sexual pose for thirty minutes. I’d love to say that I kept focusing on the stretch or even focusing on that night with Sarah, but with such a close up view I ended up spending the entire time watching his cock. It had started out slightly inflated, no doubt due to the dry humping of my rear from before, but it didn’t deflate at all. In fact, as we ‘Push, push, pushed’ it seemed to occasionally throb and grow.

Finally, just before I was getting ready to tell him I was done and we needed to stop, Marley declared that we’d stretched enough. “Very good Sadie. I know it doesn’t feel like it, but I could tell that you stretched yesterday. I want you to do the same thing tomorrow, all four stretches, five minutes apiece. We’ll be adding a few more stretches until you’ll be selecting out six and doing a full thirty minutes but that won’t be for a few more sessions. I don’t have any more notes. Before we break, do you have any questions or comments?”

I stand up, not really comfortable remaining kneeling in front of him, especially with what I have to call him. “No sir, I feel really well stretched out.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, I close my eyes and feel myself blush. I hear my own words but in a sexual tone… stretched out as if he’d just fucked me and stretched out my…

Evidently Marley didn’t hear it that way as he came up to me, placed his hand on my shoulder and rubbed there for a moment. “Good, you should feel stretched out after we’re together. Just wait until we get into actual exercise!”

I nod and turn so that I can walk Marley to the door when I realize he’s not following me. Turning back I give him a questioning look. “Yeah, before I leave your friend said you needed your shot. She said something about being tied up and that it would be okay if I gave it to you. I don’t want you to worry, I’m medically certified and can safely give an injection. Unless she says otherwise, this will be the last thing for each of our sessions. Come on into the kitchen where she has everything set up.”

I follow Marley into the kitchen, wondering if this could get any more embarrassing. Just as I’m thinking that at least he’ll use a more professional position, he takes a seat in one of the chairs and pats his lap. “She said this was the most comfortable position for you and frankly it relaxes the glutes, so it works for me. Pull your pants down and lay across my lap.”

Blushing furiously, I pull my yoga pants down to expose just enough of my rear and lay across Marley’s well-muscled thighs. At the same time I feel his bulge against my belly I also feel him grab my pants and pull them down further. “No need to be shy, it’s not like these really hide your fine shape Sadie. Oh… I see that you’re wearing a thong. It looks very nice!” I’m sure by this point, all of my blood had taken refuge in my cheeks as I quietly muttered out “thank you”

I felt Marley rub the **** swab over my rear and then let it try for what felt like far too long. I almost jumped when I felt his hand cup my entire cheek and then let out a little yelp as the needle found its way between his forefinger and thumb and into my rear. Once the needle was pulled out, his hand remained in place, cupping my ass, as I heard him cap the needle and peel off the band aid one handed. Only when it was applied did he finally give me a little pat to my nearly bare rear and let me stand.

Pulling my pants back up I can’t help but look at the ground. I know I should flirt or at the very least look him in the eye, but I just can’t at this moment. I feel like a scared little girl. “thank you sir, i appreciate the training and the help with the injection.”

Marley stands quietly for a moment before laying is hand on my shoulder and giving it a squeeze. “You’re very welcome, Sadie. I’ll see you on Friday.”

And with nothing more said, Marley gathered up his things and walked out the door.

I wasn’t too surprised to hear Sarah’s voice come from the hallway leading to the garage. Of course she was watching. “God Sadie, I’d love to talk about that as it was really Hot! But you have to get ready for your lab. It’s in an hour.”